Midnight Walk

Suspense Stories | Jul 4, 2013 | 4 min read
8 Votes, average: 3 out of 5
I have my nightly routine of going for a walk at night when the city is quiet and the weather is cool. I always find it peaceful and relaxing. Until one night I was one of the unlucky ones.

12:00am I put my shoes on and head out the door. Walk outside into the cool midnight breeze. I start my walk around the neighboorhood. The farther away I walk I notice a car drive by, nothing to unusual since I live in a big city, so I did not pay to much attention to it. A few minutes went by and I see the same car pass me again. I brush it off thinking maybe he is lost, until I see him drive by again, but this time at a slower speed. As he drives off out of sight, my first instinct is to make my way further away from the road and make myself unseen until I can make it back home. At this point I've walked about 1.5 miles from home. I see headlights and drop to my knees behind a bush, keeping as still as I possibly could. I am now very frightned and filled with panic. I let him pass and watch him come to a stop. What I see drives me into a panic, but I stay calm so I do not cause attention to myself. I see a heavy set man with dark black hair, wearing a blue jumpsuit. I was not close enough to get a description of his face.
As he steps out of the car he glances around as if he was making sure no one was around. He walks to the back of his car and opens his trunk. That's when I see it. He drags out a woman. Very small and pail, completly naked. He drops her into the ditch, gets back in his car and drives off.
Once I see the car disappear I run up to her to see if she is ok. As I turn her body, her face is badly beatin, as if hit with a baseball bat multiple times. She has cuts all over her body, and looks like she may have been raped. I can no longer stay calm. I have to call for help. I left my phone at home, so I run towards the nearest house, not caring that it is not 2 o'clock in the moring.
As I run down the street I notice the man's car parked a couple of blocks down. Freight fills my body and I slow down to check my surrounding. I see nothing. I am now walking so i do not draw attention to myself. Everything is quiet, nothing can be heard but the breeze. I finally make my way to the nearest house. As I walk up to the porch, I see a large shadow coming from the side of the shed in the yard. I turn around to run and I smack into something hard and solid that knocks the breath out of me. As I look up, I see the large man that I had seen in the car. His eyes were pale blue, he had a scar from his eye down his cheek. I let out a scream and attempt to crawl away. He grabs my feet and begins to drag me across the yard. Every branch, and rock cutting my body and my face. He drags me across the pavement, as I try to lift up and resist..I feel a heavy boot to the back of my head. As my face smashes against the pavement blood splaters the road. It knocks me out for a moment. As we reach his car I let out the loudest scream I could. He grabs me by the back of my hair, jerks my head back. I hear the flick of a pocket knife. He forces my mouth open and very slowly starts cutting away at my tounge. My mouth fills with blood.
He throws me in the backseat of the car and chains my hands and feet. The smell makes me sick to my stomach. It smelled like alcohol and stale cigarettes.
He drives off and after about 30min he pulls into a dark wooded area. He opens the back door and throws me on the ground. He walks to his trunk and pulls out what looks like a tool box. He pulls out a scalpel and begins cutting the nerves in my legs to paralyze me. Blood running everywhere out of my legs onto the grassy area. Then he proceeds to slowly cut off my eyelids to make sure that I am going to see everything that is about to happen. Tears of blood run down my face, and I know I will never get out alive.
He cuts the patches of skin between my fingers and my toes. The pain was unbearable, but he was not done yet. This was torture. I'd rather he kill me now, but I know he would not end his entertainment that quickly. He cuts off my clothes leaving me completly naked. He spreads my legs and stands there staring at me before he starts to undress. He lays his heavy body on top of mine and without thinking I throw my hands, with the chain still holding my hands together, across the back of his neck, pull him closer with all of my might. I grasp his bottom lip with my teeth and I clinch down tight. His blood oozing all over my face, but i did not let go. As he pulled away the chains got tighter around my wrists and I no longer had strength to hang on. He falls back in pain and agony. As I see him down, I turn my body and use my hands to pull myself away as fast as I could.
I pull myself deeper into the woods and I spot a fire and some campers. I let out a pitiful cry. They could not hear me. I use the strength i have left to get closer to them. As I get closer they spotted me and ran to my rescue. They pick me up take me by the fire and wipe the layers of blood from my face. As they try to figure out what happened, I could not speak, all I could do was point.
Luckily one of them had a wheel chair. As they wheeled me closer to the scene of my torture, I began to panic, not knowing where he could be.
As we reached the scene, everything was gone. His car was gone, my clothes were gone, HE WAS GONE. Not a trace of him.
To this day that man has never been found. He is still out there somewhere.
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